Chapter 166: Male on the Left, Female on the Right

Watching the situation change in an instant, the Dao Yi Sect members all went numb, from initially worrying about the Jade Maiden Peak disciples to now feeling it was only natural.

Besides, what's wrong with the Luo Xia Sect? You clearly can't beat them with these dirty tricks, yet you never learn.

If you fought properly you could have a better chance, but you insist on these flashy tricks—what tricks do you have compared to Jade Maiden Peak? They can pinch your weak point anytime.

As expected, the battle result was still a victory for Jade Maiden Peak.

In the final match, the Luo Xia Sect seemed to have behaved, not pulling any shady tricks, yet Zhao Rou clearly told everyone present it was useless.

No matter whether you play dirty, play dark, or compete openly with strength, it's useless anyway.

Our Jade Maiden Peak has you completely figured out.

After six straight defeats, facing this result, Su Luoxing could no longer contain herself and stood up, saying to Qi Xiong.

"Good, your Dao Yi Sect is impressive, but I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

Having lost face to stay any longer, Qi Xiong said with a smug smile.

"Don't your sect's disciples need treatment? These injuries aren't light—why not recuperate a while in my Dao Yi Sect? Peak Master, why not bring the Luo Xia Sect disciples to your Herbal Peak for proper care?"

"Yes."

"No need, my sect's disciples—I will naturally treat them; no need to trouble you, Sect Master Qi."

"Is that so.............."

"Farewell."

"Then, Su Lao Guai, don't forget to come explain your side later—at least clear things up with everyone and apologize properly."

"You................"

He had already turned to leave, but hearing those words, Su Luoxing wished she could turn back and crush that old bastard Qi Xiong.

But reason told him he couldn't act—this was Dao Yi Sect, and he had to endure.

Gritting his teeth, he left Dao Yi Sect, while Qi Xiong, feeling refreshed, raised his cup and said to everyone.

"Come, everyone, let's all drink this cup to the full."

"Sect Master Qi, you're too kind."

The celebration didn't end with Su Xing He's departure; on the contrary, it became even livelier, mainly because Qi Xiong was pleased.

When he was pleased, everyone naturally felt pleased too—including Zhao Rou, Zhong Ling, and other Jade Maiden Peak disciples, who also received many rewards from Qi Xiong.

Who would have thought there'd be an unexpected joy as well.

"If you have nothing to do, you can spend a few days touring my Dao Yi Sect—there are plenty of nice sights inside."

Inside the Dao Yi Sect, everything was filled with joy, and at this moment, the disciples of Divine Sword Peak in the East Sea were likewise.

After a fierce battle, the water tribe fled or died; they were utterly routed.

As for the Jiao Dragon clan in the Dragon Palace, many were indeed killed at first, but later Xu Jie was the first to realize something was wrong.

The Jiao Dragon clan is already few in number—if we killed them all, what would we do later? He immediately went to find Hong Zun.

"Master, we can't kill anymore."

"What can't we kill anymore?"

"Master, the Jiao Dragon clan—you know their numbers are already small; if we wiped them out, we could feast for a while, but afterwards we need to sustain them long-term."

Hearing this, Hong Zun also nodded and said.

"Hmm, what you said is not bad—what do you mean?"

"I think capturing them alive is better than killing; we could secretly bring them back to the sect, raise them like the red-striped pigs, and then we'd always have Jiao Dragon meat to eat."

His eyes lit up, and his gaze toward Xu Jie was full of admiration.

"You're quick-witted, lad—I haven't misjudged you. Come on, tell everyone not to kill, but to capture them alive and tie them all up."

Soon, the Divine Sword Peak disciples switched from killing to capturing the Jiao Dragon clan.

Indeed, capturing them alive is more troublesome than outright killing, especially when encountering some stubborn, proud Jiao Dragons that would rather die than be captured.

But such resistance is useless before the Divine Sword Peak disciples.

"Your Demon King, heavenly demons, earthly demons aren't here—if we say tie them up, we tie them up."

For a moment, the Dragon Palace echoed with the roars of Jiao Dragons; each one was trussed up with Demon-Binding Rope and brought to the entrance for temporary guard.

"Let me go, you damned humans."

"If you have the guts, kill me—come on, kill me."

"My Jiao Dragon clan would rather die than submit."

Yet the Divine Sword Peak disciples completely ignored the Jiao Dragons' roars, the crowd gathered around them, pushing and pulling, as if sorting something out.

"This one is male."

"This one is too."

"I have a female here."

"Males on the left, females on the right—don't mix them up."

"Who the hell put a female on the left? Can't you even tell the difference?"

"Sorry, third senior brother—I just felt the wrong spot, got the tail."

"Be careful—how can we raise males and females together?"

Being manhandled by the Divine Sword Peak disciples, the Jiao Dragons were furious—this was humiliation, a humiliation of the lofty Jiao Dragon clan.

"Damned humans, the Dragon King will not let you off."

"The Dragon King will surely avenge us."

"One day I will flatten your Dao Yi Sect with my East Sea and swallow you whole."

Yet these curses elicited no response from the Divine Sword Peak disciples; after separating male and female, the disciples looked at the vastly different male and female dragons, frowning slightly.

"How is it that the male dragon is only this big?"

There are actually several thousand female dragons, but male dragons number less than five hundred—this ratio disparity is too great; how will they breed going forward?

Then let one male dragon mate with ten female dragons; we'll bring them back first and talk later.

Okay.

Get some people to take these flood dragons back to the camp first; others can check if any slipped through the net.

The captured flood dragons are naturally few; more flood dragons and water tribe members, realizing the defeat was certain, fled early.

The East Sea is so vast that even the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ couldn't possibly stop them in a short time.

Nevertheless, this trip has already been extremely profitable.

It's about time to wrap up and return to camp, since there are hardly any water tribe members left around.

Just as the disciples were tidying up, a terrifying pressure descended—the water tribe's demon king had returned.

Sensing the demon king's aura, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the other inner disciples reacted first and shouted.

Enter the camp, quickly enter the camp.

The demon king that arrived, needless to say, was the giant crab clan's demon king; having just arrived and seeing the devastated dragon palace, it was dumbfounded—had its home been completely cleaned out?

It then turned its gaze to the fleeing Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ and immediately roared in anger.

Bold thief, seeking death—die for this king!

It's over; the outcome is far more serious than the dragon king had imagined—talk of holding out for eight days, and it's only been a few days, the dragon palace is gone.

How are we to explain this now?

Actually, this crab king overthought things; it no longer needs to explain, because the old dragon king is currently leading a host of demon kings back.

Not a few flood dragons escaped from the flood dragon clan, and there are also water tribe members; the old dragon king naturally knows that the dragon palace has been breached.

Hearing that its home had been stolen, the old dragon king could no longer sit still—if it had no home, what good would breaking the formation do? Should it go ashore and become a desert dragon?